*The slender half blood finds a mysterious note and her cascading curls roll effortlessly off of the paper as she lifts the message to read it. She scans over the message, a look of mystery in her bioluminescent eyes. Whence she has finished reading, she proceeds to create another note in reply.*
"Apologies for my absence of thought, though the one who is quick to criticise is just as mysterious. 'Wolf' I find myself beguiled by your offer, however I will caution you now, my company is not one sought out by many. Being a half blood has countless downsides, from exile to rejection. The latter of which I experienced mere days ago when my own people refused my pleas for help. I have been betrayed by those that I should call friend. It seems I share values with the Dwarves, in that the High Elves are a solipsistic race of degenerates that care nothing for their own unless they are 'Pure.' I believe a meeting would be most beneficial for the both of us. Until then."
*The girl scribbles her name "Katariel Petrova" and places the reply down with the other notes. She turns and fades into the distance with steps of silence.*